If Only….
Past memories plague us; when we’re old;
especially when sad and lonely;
tho some thoughts are like silver or gold;
others, make us ponder; “If only….”
If only, my life took a different path;
making far different choices;
If only, I had control over my wrath;
listening to different voices.
The past was written in indelible ink;
it’s something, I cannot erase;
the present passed by in eye wink;
a new day took its place.
If is the pendulum on which future relies;
destiny displays the Master’s control;
death is the season, when all our past dies;
restoring the life of the soul.
Every future is ordained by the Master;
it’s the circumstance called choice;
the road of poor choices; leads to disaster;
guilt comes as the devil’s voice.
A heavy door swings on tiny hinges;
our future; changed by a mere tiff;
on God’s sovereignty; man impinges;
reality hinges on the power of if.
Each life on earth is only a life segment;
an infinitesimal piece of the whole;
in the mind of God; a thought fragment;
such is the if called the soul.
Monty 10.29.25. # 3,036